Bitter look out for the g im coming copping dope x tree a g just aint a g witbout gangster I'll pull out my blade and put you in the wastebin I dont care if im wrong i care about violence silencing the town if they show me there see I'll take em down round for round pound for pound im the last to die in war gimme your whore she wanna call her partner guy I'm more torture more high why you cant take my shit I get it on all day leave me alone I'll bust a clip rip your done chint I need me to spark a blunt too keep from being bent I'll frame you blame you and send you away this time I'm not forgetting about Rae bullets in and bullets out I'm a shooter I do raw dope don I'm colder gtg